I’ve got a problem.
You probably have the same problem.
We all enjoy this… together.
Wait, what? Sorry. Did my phone just buzz?
It’s not so much a problem as it is an abundance. The very muchness of it all.
I need to message them.
I can remember spending hours at a game table laughing and talking. Monopoly marathons lasting weeks. Just sitting on the neighbor’s porch, wheelin’, dealin’ and talking.
I haven’t updated my Facebook status.
In college, going to the commons area just to hang out, chat, laugh and unwind.
But some of that changed.
I don’t want to blame it on anyone. Or anything.
I need to check out the new apps in the app store.
I’m behind on my Words With Friends.
Blame it on the muchness right? The never-ending barrage of technology, social media, and TV shows that seems to spew nicotine, crack, or some other addictive drug right through the screen.
I bet there’s an info-graphic for this on Pinterest. Maybe I should search it…
But I can’t blame it on anyone. Or anything. I’ve got to learn something again. Like learning to walk after an accident.
(just a sec, just got a text and, of course, I’ve got to check it right now)
OK, I’m back. Where was I? Oh yeah… confession.
Confession: I’m wondering where my patience with conversation went. It’s not gone. But it’s waning. It grows dim.
My inability to say no to the immediacy of technology. To get caught up in the constant interruptions. I don’t allow myself to focus for more than 3-5 minutes on anything anymore.
This squirrel-like focus must be changed.
Have you felt this way too?
It’s not that I need to slow down. I need to focus more.
I need to train my patience.
Creativity doesn’t happen alone. Even for this often-introvert, I need people and I need a conversation that isn’t on a blog. That isn’t in a text. That isn’t on the phone. That isn’t interrupted with a bling, a beep, or some other notification.
I wonder if I just got a like for the Titanic II post I just sent to Twitter and Facebook.
Focus. It’s a precious thing. With all the interruptions, my desire is to converse, to slow down and to connect for real.
What works for you? How do you focus with all the muchness?